We focused on the nerve-agent feint, and got roundhoused by the insurgent hook.
Here, in a caffé, amongst a number of persons, sat a handsome-looking, hazel-eyed derwish, […]
“But this third cell,” Butler said, “they went dark. No one had heard from them in months. That is, until the bombs started going off last week.”
This talk of pre-Einsteinian and Einsteinian worlds reveals another facet to the dilemma between the two interlocutors.
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